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Post by Sheera on May 17, 2008 0:20:11 GMT -5
The slim ivory form of the frantic fae slipped into the once full clearing. There were two risen ledges, each blood stained. There was a dip in the earth, in which seemed to once be full of bubbling blood. Lluvia's claws clacked on the hard stone as she leaped from each stone to the others, until she reached the dip. She leaped into the dip and rushed across it until she was in the dead center. "Remy?" she called feebly. "Remy... are you here?" she called, her voice nervous. "Remy! I- we can go home now!!" she called, her voice echoed in the empty land.
[Some evil wolfie of Black Fury's Gang needs to capture her and throw Remy's dead body at her.. torture her with it somehow... make her eat it.. I DON'T KNOW be creative!]
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on May 17, 2008 0:32:06 GMT -5
(I have three of the gang... Temper, Frenzy, and Macabre... I'll send two ^^)
A shadow shifted positions, sliding across the ground like a serpent poised to strike his prey. Red eyes flashing, Temper followed the scent of fae... such a divine, delicious scent! So very pleasing, indeed...
Nearby was a fellow Cult-brother, only padding slowly upright, far behind Temper. His pale, white eyes stared into oblivion as he continued on his way, not even bothering to scent the air. Nothing was passing through his head. Not even a whisper of thought. He had been turned by the cruel deeds of his past, and so had his mind. Sent to capture and kill, he silently followed his "brother"...
'There she is' Temper mouthed to him.
Macabre said nothing in return.
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Post by Sheera on May 17, 2008 0:42:41 GMT -5
"...." Lluvia's ears pricked as she heard a slight sound. She shook her head. Lluvia-- er Rain-- er Lluvia you're being paranoid. she told herself fiercely. "..." she stayed silent, until finally she had the nerve to call his name again. "...Remy...?" came her desperate, feeble voice. Maybe he's still at home... maybe he's sick! I better get home! So she whipped in the direction of the two wolves and began to race forward, until something stopped her dead. She pludged her paws into the smooth stone, finding herself flying forward until she was only inches from Temper, though, of course, she didn't notice until it was too late...
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on May 17, 2008 0:48:39 GMT -5
Temper stood, straightening his posture and looking down at the fae. He laughed loudly, adding a mocking texture to his voice. "Well, well, well... what have we here? A pretty little lady? And... what? What's the name you said? Remy?"
Macabre didn't respond- he never did- and simply continued walking... and eventually locked his legs in position, slowly turning his head to stare down at Lluvia. His eyes were ghostly white and filmy... and his gaze was so cold and emotionless that it was even worse than being taunted by Temper.
(was Remy killed by the Cult, then?)
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Post by Sheera on May 17, 2008 0:55:07 GMT -5
[yup XP]
Lluvia lowered herself towards the ground. She growled a warning, her tail lashing straight behind her. She couldn't look any of them in the eyes, so she stared at Temper's chest. "It's one of you," she growled in an irritated voice. Lluvia! You're an idiot coming back here! she barked alarmingly at herself. "Black Fury doesn't want me anymore," she informed them lightly, "because I've lost my pups. I'm useless to him." she held back a yelp as a pup kicked fiercely at her side, as if punishing her for saying it was dead.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on May 17, 2008 1:00:58 GMT -5
Temper grunted. "Here that, Macabre? She thinks we don't have any use for her!"
Still unresponsive, Macabre took a slow step forward, the white and black wolf staring down at the fae.
"But whether or not Black Fury wants you is none of our concern... there are plenty of things we can do with you..." The black brute slipped forward, extending an arm to trace a symbol lightly on the fur of Lluvia's torso. He grinned, eyes widening mischieviously.
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Post by Sheera on May 17, 2008 1:25:44 GMT -5
Lluvia remained still, her limbs rigid. She lowered herself a couple inches lower, her fur now touching the ground. She peered up at the wolf, her eyes fearful. "I am no use to any of you," she choked, giving a quick glance up towards Macabre.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on May 17, 2008 1:35:11 GMT -5
Macabre felt eyes upon him, and immediately stood and shifted, moving the flank the other side of Temper. He hated feeling eyes burn into his skin-- it was some weird problem he had to cope with... although he never really did cope with it. It only drove him further into insanity.
With a crooked smile, Temper raised a paw, ready to strike... only to pause, face distorted with many thoughts as facts raced through his mind. At last, he grinned again... only this time, his eyes were even more evil than before. "Get up... now!" He kicked her forcefully in the forehead and stood back, growling in impatience.
Not knowing what Temper was trying to do, Macabre fixed his stare on him.
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Post by Sheera on May 17, 2008 1:42:36 GMT -5
Lluvia leaped backwards and stumbled head over heels. "I-You can't tell me what to do," she whimpered, clinging to her remaining dignity with her life. She laid on the ground, in a sphyinx position, her eyes glaring at the wolf's chest. "Remy will find me; he'll be here soon! He'll bring his friends and family!"
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on May 17, 2008 1:45:49 GMT -5
A dark grin continued to plague his muzzle, and he kicked her again. "Remy, you say? Hmmm... I think that name rings a bell..." His eyes slid toward one side, aimed at a stash of corpses not too far from where they currently were.
Macabre had begun pacing.
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Post by Sheera on May 17, 2008 1:53:28 GMT -5
Lluvia's eyes followed his and landed on the corpses. She leaped to her feet, her fur bristling, her skin burning. She now met Temper's gaze and glared coldly into them. "What did you do to him?" she ordered stiffly, fiercely at him. She pushed off her back legs and crashed into the surprisingly firm Temper. She dug her claws into his chest.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on May 17, 2008 2:00:51 GMT -5
Temper felt claws pierce his chest-- that little bitch! he thought angrily-- but decided to ignore the pain and laugh. "You ignorant fae... you should look more closely... there is more than meets the eye."
Macabre padded toward the pile of corpse, rumaged through the bodies and lining them up side by side. This was the waste-- all that was left-- of many of the Cult killings. And he finally understood was trying to do.. He lined up ten corpses, knowing that said "Remy" should be among them.
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Post by Sheera on May 17, 2008 2:13:25 GMT -5
Lluvia choked at the sight of the ragged brute. She kicked away from Temper and raced towards the torn brute. She was at the brute's side in an instant, staring desperately down at the torn body. His skin was stripped clean off him, and only raw flesh, ragged and shredded, remained on his tattered corpse. His face seemed flooded with anguish, and she almost feel unconscience as the vision of his death seemed to flood her senses. She fought strongly against it, knowing this was no good at a time like this. She ripped her consciousness from the vision's grasp. She stared helplessly down at the tattered remains of a wolf she had once wished to have pups with.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on May 17, 2008 2:17:37 GMT -5
Temper, clearly amused, was cracking up. "Hey, look, there's your man... he looks a little pale, don't you think?"
Macabre sat down, silently staring at the fae.
The black wolf ran up and shoved Lluvia's head down, making her muzzle run into the corpse. "That's right... eat it up! Does it taste fresh?"
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Post by Sheera on May 17, 2008 13:41:14 GMT -5
Lluvia trembled, her nears buckled under the black wolf's shove, and the cooling blood of her once-mate splattered, as she crashed into his would-be chest. She leaped to her feet, jumping away from the tattered corpse. Lluvia huddles low to the ground, her back slanting down, her head low. Shudders abrupted from her bloody form, and now her mate's blood dripped from her chest. "Soon, my love..." she whimpered to her deceased mate. "..soon you will be avenged!" she howled louder to the skies, her shudders growing more violent and common.
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